I rip back so many words and thoughts, I never end up saying much.
Instead I’m in a constant state of whiplash .
Take a walk thru that forest and don’t come back the same man .
does the ocean take on the shape of every ripple ?
Bitterness is the enemy we harbour from living a life where doom feels imminent at any second.questioning the sanctity of the present moment and living in ignorance of life in motion.
thru luv or thru fear we make our decisions and pave our own roads.using cheap materials we then resent the path we’ve walked.
whole time, the other route only needed you and your heart to persist the distance .